It doesn't matter if Banazal really slipped his hand or not.

Or is it that this Dreadlord is deliberately causing trouble, but the hammer of Kazgros that was opened by Agrama is still in the hands of Viren, and the Knight of Damnation will not care about this, Viren, who had the upper hand in this last raid, has a fierce light in his eyes, and he raised the holy hammer in his hand, and under the call of the power of death, the holy hammer of this creation was activated.

Haunted by the power of the blue Titans, this stone hammer that dwells in the power of the earth awakens the power of the land of Surama.

If the land had its own consciousness, the land shattered by the evil power summoned by the deceitfuls would be furious by now, hungry for the ultimate revenge.

The moment Viren raised the Holy Hammer, every inch of the entire shattered Sulama Plains roared, those broken rocks, the land polluted by evil energy, those dirt, those evaporated lakes and rivers, those buildings that were completely crushed, everything on this land was responding to Viren's call, and the power of the Hammer of Kazgros was released to the maximum.

"Boom, boom"

It was like a huge earth dragon, rolling beneath this shattered barren land, and it could be clearly seen in the sky, this broken land that was sliding into the sea, as if it had been truly awakened, countless rocks and dirt were reorganized, and in the evil night, the earth roared and heaved, the dark green magma was scattered into the air, and four giant, mountain-like fists of rock broke through the earth and towered around Viren and Kilgardan.

"Tear up"

A pale bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating the scene of the two brothers' final ends, like the final chapter of an ethical tale full of tragedy and pain.

The Knight of Damnation roared and smashed down with a hammer, and the surging power of death bombarded Kil'Gardan's body, spurting the blood of the Great Demon's beating, and with Viren's movements, the four rock giant fists also smashed down like real fists, just like a scene in a mythological story, in the rock shaking like the collapse of the mountains, the giant rock fist also slammed into Kil'Gardan's body with four consecutive blows.

It was the wrath and revenge of the earth, which would not wail, but at this moment, it was given enough power to send Kilgardan to hell once and for all.

"No!"

The deceitful was blasted into the earth by the continuous blows, and between the collapse of the cold rock, his body became fragmented, and the bones of his whole body seemed to be broken, and he lay miserably in the depression under the earth, as if he were a poor man who had been badly wounded and died, and was buried in the tomb at this moment.

His body was covered in wounds, and the foul blood of evil energy continued to flow from his body, staining the rocks that pressed on him a strange green, and the earth of Sulama lost their "life" after using all their strength to tilt their revenge on the body of the archdemon.

The land of the Surama Plain could no longer heal, this land was polluted by the Origin Evil Energy summoned by the Great Demon, and it had been destroyed to the level of the continental shelf, and the attack just now was its last struggle.

Now, it's time to die.

"Boom"

A slight muffled sound came from the ruins at the feet of the Great Lord, like the last sign of the end coming, Tyrion crouched down, stretched out his hand, and stroked the dead earth under his feet, he whispered:

"Go, go... Your mission has been accomplished. ”

"Bang"

A crack burst out from the ground touched by the Great Lord's finger, like a crumbling node, the black crack was like a spider web, moving wildly in all directions, and in a few minutes it spread over the entire plain, and the fulcrum of its continental shelf with the Broken Islands had collapsed, like a mountain range that slowly sank into the sea along the slopes of the mountains.

The cold and dark seabed is the best destination for this tormented land, and everything tonight will be hidden in the waves of the sea, and no one can know the secrets of this dark night.

Faded from the shadows and illusions of death, Viren stood alone on the edge of the depression in front of him, and he looked at the fraudster Kilgardan lying in the pit with a dead gaze that a dead spirit should have.

Even the incomparably powerful Great Demon would not have been able to survive the terrifying blow of the fusion of death and the power of the Titans just now.

The deceit's incomparably strong flame of life had come to its end at this moment, like a flickering candle in the wind, and his twisted, scarred cheeks had already appeared with a surging light of evil energy, as if the scorching evil energy was flowing under his skin, rolling an ominous light along the scars.

It was the evil energy that sensed Kil'Gardan's impending death and began to take the initiative to repair the great demon's serious injuries.

Kil'Gardan was blind in one eye, a stab from a sharp earth thorn, and the black demon horn above his head was broken in metal, broken by Viren's fist.

His wings were long gone, ripped off by Viren.

All he had left was one arm, and the other arm was spread out around him in a strange twisted manner.

His legs were smashed by the revenge of the earth, and it was hard to say whether the blow of the rock just now had the power of the world spirit from this world, after all, with the simple hammer of Kazgros, it might not be able to cause such a terrifying power, that is to say, Elune, the sleeping star spirit, also "revenge" these damned demons a little.

He's dying... He was only one step away from death.

Viren stared at the dying archdemon in front of him, and Kil'Gardan, also staring at Viren, the apocalyptic scene of the land of Surama slowly sliding into the sea, did not seem to affect the final release of the twisted and strange feelings between them, they were brothers, even closer than brothers, like two sides of the same body, they once ruled Argus together, and the two joined hands to push their civilization into the stars.

At that time, they were out-and-out great men, worshiped and followed by the creatures of the entire civilization.

But like a bad joke of fate, these two brothers, who were once close to each other, ended up on different paths.

"I... I wanted to save Argus. ”

The deceiter coughed hard, he could also feel that his death was coming, he could no longer control the surging evil energy in his body, but maybe it was the imminent death of man, and his words were good, at the end of this life, those words that had been hidden in his soul for more than 20,000 years, he wanted to say them all.

"I don't believe... Someone can resist Sargeras, Akmund, that haggard ... He was madly hungry for power, but I... I want to preserve our world and our people, and I obey Him just because I want it this way... Protect those behind us..."

"But your betrayal, your departure... It makes me desperate and miserable! Viren! ”

The deceit's mouth spurted hot blood, and the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he stared at the expressionless Viren:

"When I made that painful decision, I longed... I long to have you by my side like before, bear the pressure with me, and carry the heavy fate with me, I need you! Our world, our people, has never needed you so urgently! Even after falling into evil power, we still need a wise man to lead us! ”

"But you... You have left it all for the sake of your Light! I hate you! Throw us in that world... Wait for death alone! ”

Kil'Gardan's expression was distorted, as if to tell the pain and sorrow of this famous fraudster that no one knows about, everyone thinks they are strong enough, every hero thinks they are enough to save the world alone, but they can't, in the face of the pain of nowhere to place, they always need the help of others, this is the meaning of friends and brothers.

And on the day of the fall of Argus, Kilgardan abandoned his glory and lost his friends.

Under the double blow, his originally arrogant soul fell straight into the abyss.

"I give Argus to Sargeras completely, I watch our world burn with flames, I watch it die tragically! I have melted the past and hatred into power, and all of this is because..."

"I... Hate you!! ”

The out-of-control evil energy rippled with a dangerous light, and the deceitr's body danced with a green glow, and the energy he summoned from the depths of the twisted void lingered in his body, like a water bladder that had accumulated with a slight squeeze to explode completely.

And the power of the Great Demon, coupled with the convergence of these dangerous energies, is enough to destroy the entire Shattered Islands, and even blast out a second maelstrom directly in the Endless Sea.

"Bang"

Viren jumped into Kil'Gardan's tomb, half-kneeling beside the deceit's body, ignoring the dangerous energy, looking at his former brother, his blue eyes swelling with emotion.

Viren reached out as if to caress Kil'Gardan's scarred face, and the deceitr closed his eyes at this moment, choking up.

It was hard to imagine that the Demon King, who had destroyed most of the stars, would show such a fragile side, but at the end of his life, he was no longer willing to continue wearing the mask of the deceit.

"I... I've been jealous of you... Viren. ”

"Your talent... Your faith... Your foresight..."

"I never believed that anyone could resist Sargeras... Perhaps, you can prove that I am wrong. ”

This final blessing made the light in Viren's eyes soften, but the next moment, the moment the fraudster opened his eyes, the cross hammer in Viren's hand was raised again, and under the light of that dark light, all the warmth on the face of the Knight of Damnation suddenly dissipated at this moment.

"The favor has been paid, the debt has been paid..."

"Get on your way, my brother, and I'll send you..."

"Souls to Hell!"

"Bang"

The heavy, cold hammer struck Kil Gardan in the cheek, and the deceit's single eye flashed with shock, despair, pain, and more, but it was not enough to bring Viren back from the abyss of death, from which he had fallen to the abyss from which he could no longer extricate himself in order to destroy him.

"Bang"

The deceptive's head was shattered by the bombardment of the hammer, and the light in the only remaining eye slowly faded, and at the end of his life, he still failed to give his brother true freedom.

Viren doesn't need to be free anymore, he's already set foot on another... Dark Path.

"Bang"

The green blood, the red brain, the pale lightning shining in the darkness, set off the figure of Viren who was bombarded with a hammer so hideous, just tonight... Grievances, settled.

In the one eye of the Great Demon, the last ray of light also dimmed.

It's like a whisper of a dream...

"In the end... But still, alone... One person..."

"Boom"

The land of Sulamar could no longer bear this fratricidal tragedy, and the uncontrollable evil energy in the body of the deceitr finally exploded like a dark green sun, and in the roar of the apocalyptic landscape, the earth that was torn apart by the stray magma and the shadow storm rolled and slid off the mountain wall like mud and stone wrapped in all the gloom of the end, and fell into the cold and roaring endless sea.

After tonight, there will be no more in the world, Sulama.

The rolling tide crashed against the shattered earth, extinguishing the scorching magma, and in the heat of the steam, the ruins of Sulamar City were dumped into the black turbidity, and the sight shocked all the observers, from the High Ridge, from the Stormfjord, from Valsara, in the darkness of the night, under the battlefield of the sky and stars, these mortals were cold.

They didn't know that the last remaining Great Demon of the Burning Legion had perished, but they clearly saw the sinking of all of Sulama.

This seemed to reveal a terrible prophecy to them.

Before the 20 years of world turmoil were over, an even more terrifying era had spread its wings and fluttered towards them in that malicious roar.

In the mud of the Triangle River State, where Asuna and Sulama meet, the Great Lord waited in the mudflats of the moon shadow with a dark sword, and behind him, in the icy waters, Viren's figure stepped out of the sea, holding a skull in his left hand that could no longer be seen, and in his right hand, a twisted battle axe.

It was the weapon Kil'Gardan had made for the slaughter of the undead, and in Viren's hands, it had been promoted to a higher state.

It's like a handful, dotted with skulls... Undead Scythe.

"He's dead?"

In the darkness that obscured his figure, Tyrion asked in a low voice, while Viren nodded and shook his head:

"The fraudster has perished in the depths of the sea, but part of his soul... Escaped. ”

This news did not surprise the Great Lord, and he shrugged:

"If he wasn't even so prepared, that's what really disappoints me..."

"But don't worry, I can probably guess where our Kil'Gardan sent itself... Hehe, but there's no hope there, there's only double, even triple..."

"Despair!"